1. MONOLITH OF WRATH

Sun crashes through my window
Moon falls asleep in my bed
Wide awake I’m filled with violence
Of the voices in my head
So eloquent they speak to me
I feel the madness rise
One pill to numb this pounding
Another pill to close my eyes

Moonless midnight of my mind
Moonless midnight of my…

Old wounds will always haunt me
Time has a way with words
One pill to numb this feeling
Another pill to calm my nerves

Moonless midnight of my mind
Moonless midnight of my…
Of my mind… Of my mind…
The moonless midnight of my mind

Esoteric dissonance
The soothing sound of silence
But once the heavy starts to hit
Feel the wrath of the monolith

Moonless midnight of my mind
Moonless midnight…

Blue skies are sacrificed
Let the witching hour come
One pill to numb this pressure
Another pill to kill the sun


2. MORIENDO RENASCOR

Life and death and time remind us
Leave the dust of past behind us
Mourn the memories of our mistakes
Take our secrets to the grave

Blessed is the beast that rises
From the ashes of our vices
Warnings that must be conveyed
Truth is not in being saved

Like a phoenix on the bone - In death we are reborn
Feel the fire burn and scorn - Moriendo Renascor
Like a phoenix on the bone - In death we are reborn
Feel the fire burn and scorn - Moriendo Renascor

In this garden filled with earthly vanities temptation lies
Divine salvation only comes to those who die

Spirits come and give us light
Haunting hearts as black as night
When the skies turn dark and grey
The dead will have their way

Like a phoenix on the bone - In death we are reborn
Feel the fire burn and scorn - Moriendo Renascor
Like a phoenix on the bone - In death we are reborn
Feel the fire burn and scorn - Moriendo Renascor

This too shall pass so come what may
Your tomorrow is today
Each night I go to sleep and mourn
When I wake I am reborn


3. GOD IS A GIRL WITH A BUTCHER KNIFE

Red are the lips with a tongue so sharp
Kiss her mouth and cut out her heart
I can feel the heat from the sun I scorn
The sicken of the calm who know the storm

Suffer-lover

Death is the veil which those who live call life
They sleep and it's lifted
God is a girl with butcher knife
A butcher knife

Black is the hair with the skin so white
Drown her sins in the pale moonlight
I can feel the earth bleed beneath my feet
The strength of the dirt where the flesh is weak

Suffer-lover

Death is the veil which those who live call life
They sleep and it's lifted
God is a girl with butcher knife

Music, when harsh voices die
Vibrates in the memory
And so will thoughts when thou art is gone
My words shall live on

Death is the veil which those who live call life
They sleep and it's lifted
God is a girl with butcher knife

The mistress of the verbal hand grenade be my muse
The good book speaks to those who seek the truth
But where's the proof?
An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth


4. HERETIC DREAMS

Myths are flowers
Of imagination
They grow freely
Fed by mystery
Watered by our hopes
And faith in metaphor
Dressed up in the truth
They beautifully adorn
Gardens of our minds reborn
Resurrected from the past
We left behind

Religion
Just like superstition
Is the weed
That strangles reason

Blood is beauty
Flowing from the veins
Of inspiration to our hearts
Beating as our dreams
And real life collide
Decorated in our sins
We shed our skins
Strengthen our lungs
Breathe and kill the demons
With the magic
Of our tongues

Religion
Just like superstition
Is the weed
That strangles reason

The image of the lord
Has been replaced
By a mirror
And the Devil’s face
A virtuous heretic
Shall be saved
Before a wicked
Christian preys

Religion
Just like superstition
Is the weed
That strangles reason
Religion
Just like superstition
Is the weed
That strangles reason


5. HONEY OF THE HUMAN SOUL

We fall into hell
And feel the slow burn
All over us
Intoxicated by the sound
Darkness covers us
Deep inside the abyss
With voices in the air
Crimson skies
Open wide
While sunlight
Says a prayer

The pain inside
Is hard to hide
Our scars are
Sung in lullabies
Sung in lullabies
At night

We start to dream
And the wind
Begins to follow us
Now every wall
In our room
Just wants to swallow us
Underneath I breathe
A sigh of relief
Turn the volume to ten
Just to hear myself scream

The pain insidе is hard to hide
Our scars are sung in lullabies
Sung in lullabiеs
At night

I lose myself
In the chaos
That comes with the day
Collaborate on the clouds
So I can feel safe

The music comes to me
Just like a friend
And comforts me
A guilty conscious
Will confess
While words
Are haunting me

The pain inside
Is hard to hide
Our scars are
Sung in lullabies
Sung in lullabies

We store the honey
Of our human souls
Inside our tears
Gathered on wings of misery
We let go of our fears

We choose to let our moods
Create our escape
Turn off the world
And now we’re
Floating in space


6. INSOMNIAC MOON

I open my mouth
And I can taste the heat of the South
Baptized in Whisky
I worship the sound
Thick like clouds under the Tennessee sky
Damned and divine
Every summer has a story
And this one is mine
The high priestess of prophecy
I preach my sermons
To the cicadas in the trees
Heavy with the holiness of his riffs
I bleed

The Southern sun
Will light the room
With secrets of the moon
Secrets of the moon
I close my eyes
And come alivе
Inside the sacred mood
Thе sacred mood

Night falls and the fireflies
Surround me like rain
I can hear the distant thunder of August
Immaculate in its pain
This is the ballad
Of a blasphemous girl
The lament of an insomniac
A dirge for the sacrosanct
Doomed with the
Rumble of the deep
I pray my soul
Will continue to speak
As the low end strangles me

The Southern sun
Will light the room
With secrets of the moon
Secrets of the moon
I close my eyes
And come alive
Inside the sacred moon
The sacred mood

The Southern sun
Will light the room
With secrets of the moon
Secrets of the moon
I close my eyes
And come alive
Inside the sacred moon
The sacred mood

Beauty for some provides an escape
For others...
An exquisite dying


7. HOUR OF THE WOLF

The iron tongue of midnight
No one will see her standing here
Between the mortal and the muse
Our darkest evening of the year

These hills have riffs
These woods have words so deep they're buried in them
I cross my heart and hope to live
Pray all is forgiven

In this the hour of the wolf
She gives into her greatest fear
A beating heart becomes a scream
The only sound that she can hear

These hills have riffs
These woods have words so deep they're buried in them
I cross my heart and hope to live
Pray all is forgiven

It is the hour when most people die
Sleep is deepest and nightmares are real

These woods are lovely, dark and deep
But I have secrets I must keep
Words to say before I sleep
Words to say before I

These hills have riffs
These woods have words so deep they're buried in them
I cross my heart and hope to live
Pray all is forgiven
These woods have history

These hills are filled with memories
I close my eyes and see the beauty in my blasphemy

These woods are lovely, dark and deep
But I have secrets I must keep
Words to say before I sleep
Words to say before I


8. DEL RICHE

Still feel the pretty poison
That's coursing
Through your veins
Your silent analogue heart
No longer beats
But it remains
A hard reminder
Of your past
Distant memory
An unapologetic thief
Transformed herself
Into Del Riche
Del Riche

Complicated identity
But I remember
Who you used to be

The fallacy whereby a goose
Believes that she’s a swan
Pretend you’re someone elsе
But all your character is gone
A work in progress to еrase
Traces of your fame
True metamorphosis
Is more than just
Changing your name
Del Riche

Complicated identity
But I remember
Who you used to be

Beauty is only skin deep
But ugly goes clean to the bone
The human heart feels things
The eyes cannot see alone

Complicated identity
But I remember
Who you used to be

The vultures they still circle
Within the words I wrote
Your skeletons have not grown skin
But there is always… hope


9. THE HARSH LIGHT OF DAY

Shut the drapes
And the world drops dead
Sometimes it’s nice to forget
Why suffer from another sunrise
Dying is an art like everything else

So heavy is my heart
So dead in comfort
I am numb
The luxury of sleep
Eludes me

Close my eyes
And the room turns red
Sometimes it’s nice to pretend
Why bother with another sunset
Dying is an art like everything else

So heavy is my heart
So dead in comfort
I am numb
The luxury of sleep
Eludes me

Just one more pill to take
And maybe
I won’t recognize
The harsh light of day

These are my hands
My knees
My scars

Oh Lady Lazarus
Come and speak to me
Dark side of happy is despair
Oh Spirits of the night
Forgive my restless mind
From ashes I will rise
And eat my enemies like air

Just one more pill to take
And maybe
I won’t recognize
The harsh light of day


10. TROUBLE

If you're looking for trouble
You came to the right place
If you're looking for trouble
Just look right in my face
I was born standing up
And talking back
My daddy was a green-eyed mountain jack

Cause I'm evil…my middle name is misery…yeah baby
Well I'm evil…So don't you mess around with me

I've never looked for trouble
But I've never ran
I don't take no orders
From no kind of man
I'm only made out
Of flesh, blood and bone
But if you're gonna start a rumble don't you try it all alone

Cause I'm evil…my middle name is misery
Yeah baby… that’s what I said…
Well I'm evil… so don't you mess around with me

I'm evil, evil, evil, as can be…
I'm evil, evil, evil, as can be
So don't mess around don’t, don't mess around with me

I'm evil… I'm evil… evil… evil…
So don't mess around, don't mess around with me
I'm evil…evil…
So don't mess around with me
Yeah!